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The unconquered land 2: the list ch. 1
Its been nearly a month since I've come back here…I had briefly wondered on occasion whether or not it had all happened or if I'd just had a really intense dream. When I had woken up the next morning I had even checked my body to be sure of different marks Darien had left on me.
Not a single one had been left…plus evidence of my having given birth to my twin boys was gone as well. Hell I had even wondered if this was the date of before or after Andrew and I had had sex. However one quick check down there proved I already had. So here I was back in this life.
The first month of adjusting was a little bit hard. When I had gone back into work the next day, my boss, not Diamond boss but another head honcho, hated me a bit. Although she never have the nerve to be straight up about her dislike of me. I can still remember that meeting with her.
I had just sat down in the chair when I saw her slightly overweight ass slid into her own seat. Her expression only gave a minute piece away that she didn't like my type working here. In her minds eye I was the type to possibly take away her cushy job at one point. I had to fight the urge to not roll my eyes.
Ever since I had met the woman she had taken a noticeable dislikeness to me. whenever I had given her reports before she would only focus on the one or two things I had forgotten and yell to me about them, even going so far as to bitch about the order I put them in. I personally saw no problem.
But she did and even decided to add and delete things from the report that I had given her many times…and many times I just sat there took it and asked again 'what's the order then?' however now was now. "Serena, I see you have caused a bit of a disturbance in the chemicals lab." ooiii…
I nodded my head in agreement. She put the papers down and asked, "Care to explain?" she folded her hands up. Let's see gee let me think I've seen the damage it can do…no can't say that…so I settled for, "I can promise you it won't happen again." Hopefully I added to myself.
"Consider yourself lucky. Andrew personally vouched for you and said you were a bright young girl. Consider yourself on permanent probation." She said before handing me the papers to mark my understanding. Great these people were going to watch me like a hawk now…
Signing the paper I tried to remain as professional and as impassive as possible. She escorted me out of her office and told me to get back to work. I left her office and hit the stack of papers on my desk, drowning myself in work. Later on that evening I found out a few other secretaries were going out night clubbing.
One of them 'attempted' to ask me only to get another girls reaction, "Oh don't bother she's not going to. Boss'd have her head if she left without getting her work done seeing as how she's on permanent probation." They left, smirking along the way. It's funny how news travels fast around here.
Leaving that night I went home and ended up relaxing in a nice hot bath listening to acoustics and trying to put myself into deep meditation. Without thinking about it I tried to use my powers AND-got nothing. That night looking down to my powerless hands I had almost forgotten.
I had no more powers left…instead I saw my water wrinkled hand looking back at me almost mocking me. Dipping it back into the water I let loose a sign of relief…I was normal again. Smiling I thought…well as normal as I can get anyways. Despite enjoying my powers I am relieved to not have them.
It was a nice attribute to have but in the end they were really only good for helping to defeat the enemy and now that the enemy is gone…I have no reason to have them. I feel relieved even though part of me misses them. After all I did have them for a bit of awhile so it's going to take some getting used to.
As it stands I had other issues to think on…like my friends. I tried to act as normal especially around them but the last time I had seen them they had 'abilities' just as I did and two of them were pregnant. So it was safe to say that I felt bad for their unknown loss.
I had also wondered how it was that instead of there being two 'me's' in this time there was only one me. I hadn't thought about it till later on, but somehow instead of going down in the room my 'essence' I guess since I can't think of any other explanation, went to my body of the past instead.
So I'm no longer able to perform some of those crazed stunts, make those shields, nor do I have that accelerated healing thing, things right now actually hurt. Especially the emotional pain I feel. It hurt very badly to give up what I did…I guess since I had my family back at first I tried hard not to let everything hit me.
However as the weeks started to pass by they did with force. I felt the pain of loosing my boys, the man I came to love more than my own life. The girls were safe and sound here but even they lost the men they loved too. They just didn't know it. Small price to pay for saving the world…I just wish Darien was here with me.
I feel asleep many a nights dreaming of him…dreaming that he'd jumped through that portal as well and we were happy together and had the boys again. But as always once my alarm clock went off the dream halted and I was reminded of the very real reality I had jumped into.
Don't get me wrong, I don't regret my decision …I would still make that same decision as many times over as necessary, I just miss the little family I had made with Darien was all. I was going through the pains of missing them so much even Andrew noticed my belated actions.
Within that month I told him it was over…that I couldn't love him the way that he loved me, and suggested for him to find someone who could provide what he wanted in a woman. He was heartbroken for a few weeks. He didn't speak to me too much unless it was necessary for work, even though I tried to be friendly.
After the fourth week he finally started to date again though you could tell he was still missing us…what we had. But I simply couldn't force myself to be with another man in any form when every time he touched me I felt like I was betraying Darien. During those first three weeks it was agonizing.
I had to pretend to be okay with his touches, caresses that I used to adore from him, that used to drive me crazy with lust, only now since I came back I had to fight with myself not to just slap his hand away at every turn. And even then I made up excuses but after a while, I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
So when the last time we had sex all I could think of was Darien. No matter how hard I tried to let go and be with him…all I could think about was Darien all the way through. It was the only thing that I could use to make me okay with Andrew touching me and in the end after the climax I knew it was wrong of me.
I couldn't put him through that…I wasn't that low…so I ended it. I decided afterwards to just throw myself into my work at the job. After awhile people started to not look at me like a crazy person and I made sure to keep permanent eyes so to speak on any further future development.
I didn't want everything to be for nothing. I ended up seeing Sapphire again, only now he looked like the professional business man he was. Luckily I hadn't seen Prisma…yet. If I saw her I was going to try as hard as possible to have a private meeting with her so I could tell her the possible devastation…
Without sounding like a freaking loon...
I had resumed my time with the girls and Mina was now crushing on Darien's friend Malachite via web page. He had done some small time t.v. pieces to so he had one of those websites dedicated to him. If she only knew…Amy was doing her residency at a hospital but after seeing her passion for swimming one day I told her to try our for the swim team.
Safe to say she's the swim teams best swimmer, and fastest too. She even made a few new friends and came out of her shell more so. Her arrival was a betterment to the team as a unit. When they realized how amazing of a person she was she earned new respect from several different students and her college.
It was good to see her break away from her books and to see that she had grace and speed in other areas too. Ray had taken in more time with her grandpa once I told her he maybe good in the heart, but he was also getting on in age department there and wouldn't always be around.
She had decided to take up Friday's as their night to re-connect sort of…spend time together as family. It was the one night out of the week where grandpa didn't bother trying to look at pretty girl. It was all about family for them…something Ray secretly treasured a lot.
Lita had learned some really great recipes that we told her to use for her own line. Turns out that after she gained enough courage and made a sound decision she went through her parents belongings. She'd been trying to keep nearly everything but she realized she needed to part with a lot of it. Once she sorted through it she found her mother's recipe book and once Lita tried them they were golden.
In fact every recipe she made we had her put into a special binder marked 'future business recipes'. I told her once she and I had enough money we should go into our own little restaurant business together. She agreed…only after we scored the cash to open it. I was elated.
Mina had ended up doing a free photo shot for a famed spiked up dark red haired artist in the area that decided to do pictures of models instead of landscapes. Once a snap shot of hers got out she was on a billboard within a week. She cheered every time she passed by it. She always wanted to be famous.
But I knew deep down her ultimate desire was singing and fashion. She was enthusiastic about acting but she always had problems with lines and always got her phrases mixed up. Plus she decided to get back to her roots before she went to England, and back into volleyball.
During a year in high school her parents had temporarily moved to England and she had to quit the team, when she came back she fell out of the sport, however it was no surprise that she was able to form her own team for some summer fun. The girls and I were on it and though we were bad we had a great time.
Plus she said, it was a great way to meet hot guys.
Anyways, when it came to her photoshoots that she'd landed, they had all been local. We knew she was waiting for the money ticket to come in, till then she was happy to be in front of the camera or in a fashion shop or with one of us. At one point she insisted that I go with her on one but I refused.
I knew that with my bad luck I'd end up meeting Darien again and end up seeing him all 'lovey dovey' with his wife and I'd be powerless but to watch and not be able to react. I couldn't run up and say 'Oh thank god your okay, I'm glad…' and then go for a kiss with him when he doesn't even know who I am.
I'm sure that'd go over really well with his wife and bodyguards there…yeah lets just peal the crazy blonde lady off of the actor here…I'd probably get a restraining order put in place against me by either him or his wife. So I knew I couldn't do anything that would put me anywhere near him.
It'd hurt too much anyways…the pain of seeing him happy with another would be to heartbreaking. It's why since I've gotten back that I haven't checked up on him. His website used to be tagged as a favorite on my laptop but I deleted it as my way of letting go, even though I never have.
I just couldn't let him go…he was, is, and forever will be the love of my life. Doing all of this without him was the hardest. I could have shared the pain of not having our boys maybe a bit easier but no…I didn't have him. I was suffering…drowning alone and no one could help me.
The last thing I read about him was a few days after I got back, and that was that he'd gotten a really bad headache during production at work the day I got back. I briefly wondered if he'd jumped back through with me but realizing that even now, a month later he would have been left her.
At least I would have hoped so…so I knew that he hadn't come back through that time portal. He'd stayed there trying to keep Diamond from coming after me; he risked his life to help me prevent the apocalypse that had happened in our world. God I sound like I belong in a bad sci-fi movie.
In our world…crying myself to sleep that night as I did on just on occasion now…the first two weeks I went to sleep crying every night and woke up with a tear stained face, the third week I only cried four night, this week only two…so I was improving. I was slowly letting go.
Oh who am I kidding! It's not easy to let go of what you'd been through when you'd been through something like i have. The type of person you'd become…what you did…who you fought with…who you made friends with…who you fell in love with…who you had kids with…I wasn't anywhere near letting go…and I knew it.
Mina had suggested that I look up his website from time to time but I couldn't. I didn't want to hear or see how happy he was with someone else…it would be too much for me to handle. Hell I still had all the memories of us together. I remembered the sound of his voice…the tone reserved just for me.
I remember the feel of his hands on my skin…the way his body felt against my own…I remember how his lips would just graze mine at times…and when he'd kiss them so passionately I felt like drowning and I wanted to keep drowning, cause I knew he'd be there to pull me back out.
Then the memory of our sons…we never even got to name them. I always felt so depressed thinking on it so I buried myself in work. One evening when I got home I got surprising…well having been forgotten news. "Serena you have mail." My father yelled to me. Probably just another credit card offer.
Those credit companies are like vultures. Always sending you junk you don't want. The nerve of them… Looking at it I froze. I didn't even feel my briefcase fall from my finger tips. I knew the company and it was no credit card. My ticket for the event that I went to every year for the past three years that would be hosting Darien as a star to have an autograph by and your picture taken with.
My eyes watered up in knowledge that in just two short weeks Darien would be down here and I could see him. But once the knowledge that he was no longer mine…yet again…can back into my head I closed my eyes in anger. Was the universe trying to be cruel to me?
It was cruel thing to send this now when I have to cram everything else into my life just so I don't think of him. "Oh Serena you got your ticket! I bet you can't wait to see your favorite star in person again!" my mother as sweet as she was this wasn't the time. I tried to shake it off like nothing.
However that little pest of a brother had to poke fun, "You mean that t.v. star that she has the total hots for? Hell she'd probably jump the guy if she had the nerve to!" he started to laugh until Mom hit him in the head for saying such language. He grumbled an apology before going back to his game.
Funny how I was thinking something similar before hand though…then as if to put the icing on the proverbial cake my Dad added, "I think as a notation here Serena you might want to stop going to these events and make this one your last one." I looked to him and pondered his next words.
"Their getting a bit pricy on the tickets these days and it might start to look weird to other people if you're a regular at them. You need to work on build a life outside. Try getting back with that Andrew guy, he seemed fine. Why you let him go I'll never understand." as much as it nailed me I agreed…with the ticket part.
The tickets were getting overly pricy now and maybe if I were to go to this one I could see him, be glad that he's okay and hope that his wife is there. At least if I see them happy together I'll know that's he's living a happy life…with or without me. Yeah as long as he's safe and happy that's all that matters.
Smiling I turn around and in a mature voice that I hadn't used since my time in the apocalyptic world I came from, "Your absolutely right Dad. This will be my last time going. I can save my paychecks on something more…valuable…I could save up for my own place even."
He seemed shocked by my voice as did Mom and the little vermin who was so shocked he fell from his leaning position and hit his head on the coffee table… "Did Serena just say something smart?" he asked rubbing his head. Mom tapped him on the unhurt part of his head for the insult.
I blatantly ignored his remark as I smiled and turned around preventing them from seeing the tears from falling down my face. Decidedly I went up stairs and made a right turn reaching my room. I unloaded and started to undress for a shower only to feel the dregs of left over energy.
Damn I shouldn't have had that green tea…all that ginseng in me now…as good as it was for you it held a hell of a lot of caffeine. Though it wasn't as bad as angel food cake with a layer of caramel ice cream topping, whipped cream, and a health bar sprinkled on top, that's sure to give you an energy boost and guaranteed to give you the WORST EVER sugar induced head ache.
However it was the only reason why I was able to keep awake in the morning, let alone get UP for work. I instead decided on going out for a run. Grabbing some jogging pants and a sports bra I picked up my MP3, put the head phones on before running out the door grabbing my gym shoes on the way out.
Back in high school I had been on the track team so running around the block didn't help the energy level, so I took a detour leading me down the jogging path. I looked at my cell really quick in my jogging pants and noted the time before starting my jog again.
I was thankful that the pockets had zippers on them so my cell wouldn't fall out during my run. I started to at a steady pace till I let myself loosen up a little bit more; however my flaw in that plan was that once I did that I'd remember everything without thinking about it.
The memories were over flowing too much…I couldn't…I wanted…I just…I started to run even faster. Every time I closed my eyes I saw a memory of either Darien or my boys or even the girls and their men…or even worse my fight with Diamond. It was all just so painful…if I kept running….
Soon I wasn't jogging but running at full speed, people I passed up were looking at me as if I had a ghost chasing me. In truth I didn't care I just wanted to be…well...I don't KNOW! Damn it! I ran till I couldn't breath right and I ran even more. I ran till my lungs burned for water.
I didn't realize that I'd made it to the mile marker till I heard a horn honking and just in time or else I have been road kill. Luckily the music I was half ass listening to wasn't up too loud. Stopping I finally took notice of my surroundings.
I wasn't off the beaten track too much but I was getting there so I decided to back track home. Only now I feel wiped out energy wise, just what I was looking for to…so I ended up starting a long ass walk back home. It was nearly 8:30 when I walked through the front door.
My family had settled in the living room in front of a movie. I remember the last time I saw it and didn't feel like going through old memories again…instead I snuck up stairs so I could shower and go to sleep. And now that I got ready for a shower I felt drained enough to fall asleep quickly after.
As the hot spray hit my body I sighed at the ease of it. The warm cascading water slid down my body like a warm blanket. I just wanted to wrap myself in it. After washing I wrapped my hair up and dropped the towel onto the side of the tub. Feeling the warm temperature of my room I decided on just the essentials for sleep.
With only a tank and boy shorts on I didn't feel like caring about much else and soon drifted off into sleep. That night I dreamt of Darien again…only it was the day of the convention event that I had the ticket to. He looked so good and happy I felt happy just knowing he was safe and alive.
Then I watched as his wife came up on stage for once since she wasn't known for that type of thing, only ever staying behind stage to 'entertain' him when he wasn't up there entertaining us. They smiled happily at each other before he gave her a graceful kiss on her lips.
I could feel my jealousy rumbling, but knowing this was reality, knowing he was happy calmed me down from wanting her blood. Then she took the microphone after asking him something, he agreed and gave it to her, 'I know this is un-orthodox me being up here but I felt so happy I wanted to share it.'
And being it was my dream I knew the heart breaking news already, 'We're pregnant!' She happily announced and kissed him full on the lips, wrapping her arms around him enthusiastically as he did her. Everyone cheered their happiness, even though many of them would kill to be in her place.
He looked at the crowd happily till our eyes met. He almost seemed to look at me in recognition, but before I could think to react his eyes hit the rest of the audience and smiled. My surroundings gave way to my dream will and crumbled beneath me. I fell through soundlessly while everyone cheered them on.
I fell fast and I kept falling for what felt like forever…till I then saw that I fell into my office chair at work. In front of me was my spread sheet that my boss needed done before Friday. I looked over to see a set of basinets…remembering the little bodies that were last in them I jumped up and went to them.
However once I looked inside there was nothing and I felt the loss even greater. 'What did you expect?' I heard a familiar voice ask me. Turning my head I saw Trista standing there. 'Where are they?' I asked back though I probably already knew the answer. She looked down to the floor.
'They do not exist…not anymore.' She looked back up and fast with tears in her eyes. 'And it's your fault!' I fell back at her statement. 'Wait what? I did what I had to so I could save everyone! I did the right thing!' I shouted standing back up. She was a figment of my imagination.
I tried to will her away but no go, 'You can't make me go away Serena. Don't you get it?' she asked. I tensed up trying to figure out how to wake up. 'When you made your decision to 'save' everyone you didn't just erase your future with my brother, you erased your friend's futures with their soul mates.'
I didn't…I…but she didn't stop there, 'You took my chances for love away as well. I could have had a family with…' she stopped as looked down trying to control her rage as she tightened her fist in anger, 'But you STOLE that from me…from ALL of US!' all of a sudden the girls appeared around me.
Oh please why won't my alarm clock go off? 'Serena I was happy and pregnant…why did you do it?' Mina's words hurt me. 'You think I wanted to let go of Darien?' They seemed a taken aback by my words. 'I loved Darien so much, my boys, you girls…' I looked to the angry Trista.
'My sisters…but as much as I wanted to stay, as much as I wanted to be with all of you and raise my family with Darien, it would have been incredibly selfish of me and no matter how you look at it, that was my only option. I'm sorry I took it all away from you, I am.' I set my face in determination.
'But we, ourselves, are nothing when it comes down to the lives of over a couple of billion people across the world!' they looked angry with me and some even shocked by my words. I fell a little and started to cry, 'I loved my life with everyone even with the infected in it.' I didn't realize that the girls were disappearing.
Slipping down to my knees I said, 'It wasn't perfect but I had a family that I was going to raise, I had new and old friends by my side. But just the same I don't regret my decision, and even if the opportunity came again a hundred times over I'd do it over and over again…without hesitation.'
Only Trista was left now. Looking up I starred at her with tear stained eyes, 'I'm just not the type of person at the end of the day to see an opportunity to protect everyone and NOT use it or do it.' She sighed before speaking, 'Serena by making this move you'll be forever unable to move on.'
What? I thought. 'You'll never be able to let go of Darien, he was your soul mate, and you're only given one of those in your life time. You had your chance and you gave it…him up. You'll be forever stuck hanging onto a shred of hope deep inside of you saying maybe just maybe but it will never be so.'
I knew she was the voice of reason within my head telling me what I needed to be told, or rather yelled. 'I know it'll never be so…' she looked to me strangely. I looked at her with a broken face, 'I know deep down Darien is lost to me forever…but in the end for the hundreds of people that are alive…' she looks apprehensive.
I look on face set in determination, 'then it's worth it. To know that everyone is safe and happy with or without me in the lives at all makes it worth it.' She tries to see if I'm maybe trying to lie to myself. 'It'll hurt like hell for a while to come but I know I was right in my decision and you can't argue with me.'
She knew I was right and growled at me, 'No! it's…no!' I felt better now that I had apparently resolved this 'inner' debate and was happy as hell to hear my alarm go off with its little tune. Waking up I slammed my hand down on top of it and saw the rays of the sun coming in through the window.
I felt a bit better than I had in a few weeks but my head was still filled up and I was debating about going to the convention event. So I gave myself an ultimatum. If I couldn't sell the tickets then I'd have to go. I figured I'd sell them back for what I paid for since I had just gotten them.
They're not like clothes, it was a piece of paper with my ticket attached to it…a very expensive one at that to. I put it up for auction and it went rather crappily. As it stood people overseas could afford the ticket but couldn't afford the airfare to come over and those that were here in Japan just couldn't afford it.
That and those that responded to my 'why not?' inquire basically said 'these days $400 could do a lot more else where, bills, food, rent…' the list went on. I understood to an extent but I wasn't living on my own right now so the whole deal with paying rent didn't occur to me.
Still, I tried to sell it but it was a no go. No matter what online auction I put it on no one bid for it. For a moment I contemplated my own stupidity for spending so much on a ticket in the first place. But then again people don't think too much when it's to see someone you really like.
I felt at a loss a week later when there was still no bids. I'd had to either get my money back in some way or go to it myself. And the damned convention company had this little 'no refund' policy. Oh sure, only if a guest canceled - only THEN could you go and either get another ticket in its place or get a refund…a MONTH later!
So I was stuck starring at my only two options. I could only hope for my sanities sake that someone purchases my ticket. So everyday I was at that computer and everyday on every site I'd put it up on there was nothing. I was dreading this event as much as a part of me was still excited over it.
When I saw Darien at least I'd see him happy, talking, cheering, laughing, having a good time. It was afterall what I wanted for him and the rest of everybody else. The night before the convention came up and the verminator was itching to get an Indian burn! I wanted to do my usual chase of him but I knew that our parents would see it as me needing to grow up.
That night I got out of the shower and prepared myself, trying to do as I usually do the night before the convention. But as it was I felt like I was in a daze, my memories of Darien kept surfacing and distracting me. However it also lulled me into sleep before I even brushed out my hair.
Waking up I saw the time and shot out of bed, got dressed, grabbed the ticket and ran out of the house before 'hello's' or 'goodbyes' could be muttered. It was a long bus ride to the hotel they were holding it at. 45 minutes later I arrived and walked into the full of conventioneers lobby.
That alone was enough to confirm any suspicions I had on whether or not I had the right hotel. I walked down the hallway lined up with ever type of girl you could imagine. Short, tall, young, mature, geeky, even those who claimed to be there just to 'support' or 'look after' the ones who 'dragged' them here.
I went down the line and showed them that I had the ultimate ticket package. I was signed and wrist-banded. Walking in I saw all the merchandise that any fan would be grabbing up without pause…two years ago I'd be like that. Not caring about how I looked, just grabbing what I wanted.
Now…it didn't even seem to faze me, it's why I only brought 4,000 in yen with me. People averagely here spend at least 7,000 yen, even a lot more on the merchandise alone. I think the last year I went I myself spent nearly 17,000 yen. But now…I had no desire to grab anything so I ended up wandering around the booths.
After five rounds I spotted a necklace nearly completely hidden amongst some really long necklaces. I weaved my hand through the tangled mess of dangling jewels till my hand felt the back and slowly weaved it out with the piece I had seen. It was simply stunning.
I hadn't even noticed the young lady selling it till she said, "It fits you." I looked up and saw what she meant. It had a dark pinkish tone within the lilac color scheme and the shape of it was in a perfectly symmetrical oval. It was held in place by sterling silver and it wasn't even to shinny.
Looking around the area I sought the price tag of it and found my self in a pickle. Due to its more authentic nature it was 5,100 yen. Less than what I had on me. "Sorry…" I said giving it back. She seemed unsure, "I only have 4,000 yen on me, not enough for that." I stated to walk away from her booth.
It kind of sucked that the first thing I start to like without trying to so hard to throw myself into ends up being out of my price range. However a gentle grab to my arm had me curious. I looked back to see her smiling face, "I'm sure we can work out a deal. I mean it is our last one left." She said.
"Like I said I only have 4,000 on me." she seemed to contemplate it before saying, "Well it is my jewelry, so okay." Seriously? She was being so nice and I felt a smidge of happiness before reluctantly turning it down, "I'm sorry but it would be unfair for me to accept that knowing that you're trying to profit from your jewelry."
I'm an idiot for not taking it but I can only do so much. She smiled before laughing, "Sweetheart as sweet as that was, I was just going to consider it an as-is item. You just wouldn't be able to return it." Oh so okay. I accepted and two minutes later I was wearing the necklace.
Looking at the time I noticed that people were gathering in the main auditorium for the guests stars to make their appearance and with my ticket I was in the third row closest to the center as one can get with other rabid fans angling for the same seats for the best views possible.
I first saw Malachite walk out as a guest and was glad to see his demeanor. He really seemed like an even happier person before everything. Of course the only time I saw him any happier was when Mina was by his side. He talked to the fans and even answered some questions.
You could tell though that people were waiting for the main event to come…when Darien would show up on stage. You could always tell whenever he was around… the moment he was in sight girls all screamed for him! So when someone started to raise her voice in preparation I turned my head…
Just in time to see the curtained off area he walked into for behind stage fall back into place as he walked through it. Not fair…I grumbled in thought. However hearing more screams I finally saw him again. He looked happy…sorta…I studied his profile and noticed some changes.
His toned muscles were still in place though you could tell they were starting to deplete a little. His face seemed happy but almost…falsely? I must be imagining things now. I mentally shook my head to clear it as he took a good look around the audience present in front of him.
When our eyes collided I felt that instant heat burst that I always got when I felt he was giving me the look. But that can't be…he…does he know?…did he jump in to?…is that my Darien…? NO! I shook myself again to knock some sense into my head. Darien…MY Darien isn't here.
He's…I refused to think more on it seeing as his eyes left mine and he went on with the convention. He answered a few questions…like 'what's your favorite color?' 'Your favorite treat?' stupid little things like that. Some even bordered on 'the hell?' in response in other peoples view points.
Like 'your character doesn't like these bad guys but uses these' type. Like I said 'the hell?'
One was even 'what's the most bizarre thing you've even been given?' and even 'what's the worst thing you've ever purchased?' now those were actually worthwhile. I didn't have the nerve to ask anything and even if I had the freaking line was easily 40 people long. There was no way I'd get there before the time was up.
The one thing the conventioneers weren't allowed to ask, were personal questions of the guests. Such as relationships or asking for hugs and the like. The staff felt it was too personal and selfish of people to ask such things to nice guys. But some people didn't always follow the rules, like the next young lady.
She seemed nice and all but her question had Darien a little uneasy and threw me through a huge bout of confusion. "I was just curious about your reasons as to why you have separated from your wife." My heart started to thump very loudly in my chest. I was sure had it not been for my bones my heart would have thumped right out.
He's separated from his wife? Does he remember? Does he know? Is that MY Darien up there? My heart was beating so fast I had to calm myself down or else someone would notice. He tried to be funny about it…at first, "Wow people pay more attention to my private life than I thought."
It was uncomfortable for him…but the girls look hadn't changed, in fact she even looked determined. "Because as a member of her fan club I am HUGELY curious!" oh boy, this couldn't end well, however it was a good thing Darien was himself…if he was truly the one I knew.
"We just aren't seeing 'eye to eye' on things right now. Why so curious?" he asked a little perturbed. After all you're not allowed to ask personal questions. You could see a staff member shaking her head back and forth in a disappointing manner towards the girl.
"I'm curious cause there's about over a 1,000 fan girls here that would love a shot at being with you…myself included." Her true nature of the question came out and I wanted to hit her…but I couldn't. "Wow you're very blunt." He stated in a half humor half trying to figure her out deal.
She smiled…well it seems that she's only a fan of Daniel's up to a certain point. When he's free she's up for fishing time. "Well I gotta say you got some balls but on that note don't you think that's a little invasive?" he asks showing just how perturbed he's getting at her.
She seems somewhat fallen back now, "Well…I…" now she wasn't so tough. She walked away from the microphone before the next fan came up, "Sorry, Hi Darien!" she practically sang since she was so nervous. I laughed a little, "I just wanted to ask you and I hope this isn't to personal…" he seemed ready to knock his head into something…if there was anything.
"What?" he asked slight mirth to his voice, "What's it like to be a brother? I have two sisters and I wonder if it'd be different as a brother." Okay slightly odd. His answer, "Well I love my sister very much. I do what I can to help her out when needed." A collective of aww's resonated from the audience.
Fleetingly I saw his eyes flash to mine again and I had to wonder…going off in my own head space with my thoughts of 'what if's' I failed to see him leave off stage. Only the sound of loud cheering was what brought me out of my thoughts to late. Seeing the time I knew I had at least 45 minutes to an hour before I saw him again.
Photo shots were happening before the autograph sessions so I knew I had time. Those 45 minutes were torture as well as fearful. Was I imagining things? Was it really him? He separated from his wife? Or was I just seeing something that wasn't there because I missed him so much?
These thoughts and much more raced through my head faster than a race horse at the tracks. My turn for the photo shot came up and I was nervous. Because of his tall frame the photographer, surprisingly the one who did Mina's shots, had him sitting though just barely on a bar like stool.
I walked up to him more nervous than even our first meeting together, and stool right nest to him. Placing my hand on his back I felt that familiar heat from his body rise up my own body temperature. I knew I had precious seconds…LITERALLY…before the moment was over with.
Then I felt in those few fleeting seconds his left hand behind me briefly. My heart froze feeling his hand on me once again. I yelled at myself 'DON'T REACT TO TOUCH! CROWDED ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE AND HE'S NOT GUARANTEED YOUR DAREIN FROM WHERE WE CAME FROM!'
I was so wrapped up in my mantra I didn't feel what he did…or slipped. I walked out saying, "Thanks…" just barely while repeating my mantra over again till I was out of the area. I had to sit back down before I finally calmed down enough to analyze it. Did he…? I asked myself checking my back pockets.
Then as if perhaps by miracle I felt a piece of paper. I told myself it was probably just an old receipt, the change back from the jewelry lady. I didn't want to get my hopes up. But as soon as I pulled out my hand I looked at its contents. A receipt for the jewelry as well as the change.
Signing at my stupidity at thinking he'd slipped me anything I started to crumple it back up. However I felt something hard cut into my hands in the process. I 'ouched' a little in pain as the action caused me to accidentally drop the contents. I grabbed the change first before seeing the folded over paper.
It was the crisp paper the hotel used for writing pads. I started at it for a good second trying to calm my raging heart beat down. I knew it wasn't something I could have obtained elsewhere. I wasn't staying at the hotel and to my recollection no one else had upfront given me the hotel paper.
Opening it up I saw his hand writing. I closed it back up before I could read and let my emotions get the better of me and attract attention. I walked swiftly to the ladies room there which was like finding a needle in a hay stack with all the people there. I finally managed to find a stall that wasn't in use.
I locked the door then opened it up trying hard to not rip it in my excitement. I read the contents:
Room 208
6:00pm
His room number and the time he wanted me to come to him. The show ended with them in just two hours. After that they were presumably packing up to go back to shooting the rest of the season. I squealed like a little girl in happiness. Tears came out before I could prevent them.
Finally washing them away I walked out of the ladies room and into the main room where we'd wait for the autographs to start up. It seemed to take FOREVER as the lines finally dwindled down for the photo session just long enough for them to form back again for the auto graph session.
It would be another chance to see him before 6pm. When it was my turn for my autograph, I walked up happy and as casually as possible. He looked up to me with suppressed emotions. I wanted to hug him so bad, just to feel him again. And to make my torture worse two of his signing pens ran out of ink so it kept me there even longer in torture as I watched him casually fling them behind him.
I walked off calm and happy as anything. Finally 5:45 came by and I couldn't wait around any longer. I made my way around the hotel to find his room number. Some of the hotel staff members looked at me funny so I tried to divert from them seeing me as much as possible.
I was glad I left 15 minutes early seeing as how his room was down one hallway and not the other. The guards should have clued me in but in my initial excitement it didn't phase me…at first. Once having put the pieces together I walked over to his room. However his body guard was blocking the number with his massive frame.
"Can we help you miss?" he asked. He sounded like I wasn't the first fan to come looking for the man they were protecting them from. I looked at the hotel paper with his writing on it for the door number, "Is this room 208?" I asked meekly. It had been a while since I'd had to be intimidating.
He looked skeptical at first before quite rudely snatching the note from my hand, "Hey that's mine Dar-" I silenced my mouth. They would think I was lying if I said Darien gave that to me. Instead I opted for jumped like an idiot trying to take it back from his out reached hand.
However he was at least a foot taller than me so I was unable to get it back and his teasing didn't help, "It feels a bit moist, how long were you holding it?" I wasn't jilted by his comment. Fact was my nervousness had my hands getting a bit sweaty causing the wetness to seep into the paper.
Hearing the commotion I heard, "What's going on?" Darien! It was him…my heart leaped at the sound and I couldn't stop his name from leaving my lips, "Darien!" I nearly shouted. I may not have been able to prevent it but I wasn't about to yell it loud enough to call out to any nearby fans.
The door opens a crack to talk to his closest bodyguard for a few seconds. Said bodyguard motions the other guy out of the way and gives me the go ahead to go inside. I smirk before walking through the door. I shut it quietly before turning around to find Darien standing before me.
I didn't realize I was holding my breath till I spoke, "Darien…?" I asked. That one word put it all out there. Are you my Darien? Did you come through the portal with me? Are you MY DARIEN? I knew by now that he was but the question lingered in the air I mean after all, didn't some celebrities sleep with their fans?
I had to know...please tell me you are…please…!
Sorry but I had to leave it at a cliffy!
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